Archive for Wednesday, October 12, 2005

Aunt Norie’s Sewing Room

October 12, 2005

Like the ripples on the water, one begets another. Take, for example, our recent discussion of feed sacks.

L.F. said, "Oh those feed sacks, I can remember when my Dad ran a feed store. A lot more women came in to help buy feed. They used to go in the back where the bags were stacked so they could pick and choose prints and colors, or get the right kind of bag for whatever project they were working on."

She then added, "I can still remember loving it when Grandma made me something from a sack I had picked out."

My own parents were a real team, be it raising us kids or working crops in the field.

One of my greatest memories was what great dancing partners they were, the special routines and steps they taught my brother and me.

Dad was tall and slim, Mom had a cute figure and made neat clothes for herself (and us girls). You'd never have guessed she made her own bras from snow-white closely woven flour, or sugar sack fabric.

Flour, sugar, even salt came in cloth bags, and nothing was wasted in those days.

Be generous with those hugs, and remember our leaders in your prayers.

-- Aunt Norie, P.O. Box 265, Tonganoxie 66086;

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